Ishiah takes a slightly slower breath after the question. Even if he's opened up to more people on the island about his past than he ever did with humans in such a short timeframe at home, it doesn't mean that he's without reservations. The island's forced Ishiah to look more closely at himself than ever before, now that his very biological make-up has taken the last step towards and to humanity. He feels himself changing by the day, in ways that still shouldn't have been possible, but fear with regards to self has yet to settle in.

That's not natural, yet. But it's getting there.

"I would say that it goes beyond widespread," Ishiah considers quietly. "It has to do with the very way we're created. When you have rules and principles etched into your very mind, there's no need for debate. It's black and white."